Yang Qiaoqiao thought the noise from the ship and the water would be too loud and she wouldn't be able to sleep.

Unexpectedly, I drifted off to sleep in no time.

But this sleep was not peaceful. In my dream, fragments of my past life played over and over again like a movie.

Moreover, all of them are scenes related to Jiang Yiran.

"Jiang Qiaoqiao, you're the one who made my life miserable. You stole my life. Go to hell!"

The final image freezes on the moment when Jiang Yiran plunges a fruit knife into her heart, twists it violently, and screams at her.

She felt a sudden, sharp pain in her heart.

The fear of death rushed towards her.

"Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao, wife..."

Huo Beixiao's anxious shouts gradually became clearer in her ears.

She was instantly jolted out of her dream and woke up with a start.

"Wife, did you have a nightmare?" Huo Beixiao held her cold hand in one large hand, and with the other hand, he brought warm water to her lips.

She took a sip of hot water and calmed her breathing before she came to her senses from the dream.

She looked up at Huo Beixiao's eyes, which were full of concern and worry, and couldn't help but lean into his arms, telling him about her dream.

Huo Beixiao's anger rose as he listened to her description.

"She wouldn't dare! Honey, don't worry, even if she doesn't drown in the sea, as long as I'm here, she won't be able to get close to you, let alone lay a hand on you!"

Yang Qiaoqiao felt relieved.

It wasn't just because of Huo Beixiao's words, but because in this life, she not only had enough precautions against Jiang Yiran, but also in the two years since her rebirth, she had been continuously practicing some fighting skills.

She wouldn't dare say how powerful she is now, but at least if she were facing Jiang Yiran, she would be able to keep Jiang Yiran at bay.

It takes three days to travel by boat from Haicheng to Gangcheng.

Over the next two days, Yang Qiaoqiao gradually recovered and adapted to the water environment.

Not only did I not experience any further discomfort.

You can also go up to the deck every now and then to enjoy the sea breeze.

Feeling the salty sea breeze, she felt her mind become much clearer.

Hello, ma'am.

Yang Qiaoqiao was standing on the deck, enjoying the sea breeze and watching the sunset, when suddenly a gentlemanly voice entered her ears.

She turned around and saw a gay man in a well-tailored jacket standing behind her.

"Hello, comrade, how can I help you?" Yang Qiaoqiao replied politely.

The other person smiled politely and said, "Hello, ma'am, it's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Qiao Haifan, and I'm a photography enthusiast."

The sunset you just saw was so beautiful that I couldn't resist taking a few pictures of it.

I would like to ask you to see if you would allow me to keep it.

As Qiao Haifan spoke, he took out the photos he had just taken from his camera and showed them to Yang Qiaoqiao.

Yang Qiaoqiao looked at the small image. She stood on the deck under the setting sun, the sea breeze ruffling her hair. The sunset, the evening glow, the occasional seabird flying by, the sparkling sea, and herself formed a harmonious picture.

She wasn't shown in the picture; only her back or profile was visible. But under the setting sun, she seemed to be glowing.

After showing her the photos, Qiao Haifan quickly said, "Madam, don't worry, after the photos are developed, I will only keep one copy. I will return the negatives and the other photos to you, is that alright?"

Yang Qiaoqiao nodded, "Okay, thank you."

Qiao Haifan immediately took out a small notebook and pen, saying excitedly, "Please leave me your contact information."

Yang Qiaoqiao wrote down the address of the Lianyi Building for him.

When Qiao Haifan saw the address, he was pleasantly surprised. "Ms. Yang, so you also do business in the Lianyi Building. My company headquarters in mainland China is also located there..."

Qiao Haifan was a very talkative person. After finding a starting point that they both ran companies in the Lianyi Building, he started chatting with Yang Qiaoqiao.

When Huo Beixiao came out of the cabin, he saw his wife laughing and talking with another man.

A wave of bitterness welled up inside me.

He strode over to Yang Qiaoqiao and draped the trench coat over her shoulders, saying, "Wife, put this on quickly, be careful not to catch a cold."

After draping the cloak over her shoulders, he didn't remove his hand. Instead, as if asserting his ownership, he wrapped one arm around Yang Qiaoqiao's shoulder and pulled her into his arms.

At the same time, he looked at Qiao Haifan with a polite smile, but the provocation in his eyes was undisguised. "Wife, this gentleman is a new friend."

With a refined smile, Qiao Haifan extended his hand to Huo Beixiao. "Mr. Huo, hello. My name is Qiao Haifan. Your wife mentioned you during our conversation earlier."

I've heard of your construction company and transportation team before. You are a very visionary and capable businessman.

I look forward to having the opportunity to cooperate with you in the future.

Huo Beixiao was immediately pleased when he heard that Yang Qiaoqiao had just mentioned him to Qiao Haifan.

He reached out and shook hands with Qiao Haifan, saying, "I also look forward to working with you."

Yang Qiaoqiao couldn't help but chuckle at the man's expression. He was perfect in every way except for his excessive jealousy.

Huo Beixiao stood on the deck and continued chatting with Qiao Haifan about business matters for a while until the sun completely set below the horizon before they each returned to their rooms.

Throughout the entire process, Huo Beixiao kept his hand on Yang Qiaoqiao's shoulder the whole time.

"Brother Xiao, are your hands sore?" Yang Qiaoqiao asked helplessly after returning to her room.

Huo Beixiao lowered his head, his deep eyes looking at the little woman. The next moment, he braced his hands against the door, pinning Yang Qiaoqiao against it, and kissed her.

Yang Qiaoqiao was caught off guard by the man's sudden and domineering kiss, leaving her breathless.

Just when she felt like all the air was being sucked out of her lungs, she quickly reached out and pressed her hand against the man's chest, frowning and panting as she looked at him, "Huo Beixiao, what are you doing?"

When she scolded Huo Beixiao, his deep eyes instantly looked pitiful.

"Honey, you agree to let Qiao Haifan take pictures of you..."

Yang Qiaoqiao frowned. Was this man getting so jealous over such a trivial matter that he was making a fuss over her?

She realized that this man had fallen back into his old habits.

Her face darkened, her large, clear eyes fixed on the man. "Huo Beixiao, what's wrong with people taking a few pictures of me? Is it that I'm ashamed to be seen by others, or that you don't want me to be seen by others?"

Huo Beixiao's eyes grew even more intense after being scolded by Yang Qiaoqiao.

He looked down at Yang Qiaoqiao, and instead of admitting his mistake, an invisible pressure emanated from him and enveloped Yang Qiaoqiao.

Yang Qiaoqiao also instantly lost her temper. What a jerk!

"Huo Beixiao, you said before that you would support my career. I inevitably have to deal with men in my business. I only exchanged a few words with a man, and you react like this? Is this your support for me?"